in 7th grade, tarny perkins gifted me with a rat that we had passed back and forth during mrs. faus's home room class.
true love. mind you tarny chased me around with "creepy crawlers" during recess and lunch in seventh grade.
we were both late bloomers.
anyway, i gave tarny's rat to my grandma. she trained him well in his new santa barbara life. every happy hour he would don a sarape and straw hat as he sat on the couch next to her.
wish i could remember his name and could put my hand on the poloraids to prove it.
really funny stuff. such endearing creatures. personality plus.
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